EMILY
A groan slipped through my lips as I stretched over silk sheets. I froze, my brows furrowed.
Silk sheets?
Despite the pounding in my head and the jabbing ache in my side, the tingling prickles of pain ghosting my wrists, I jerked upright only for pain to explode across my forehead as I slammed into something hard.
I blinked, trying to scream, but the sound caught in my throat. I was face to face with a pair of still, unreadable gray eyes.
My heart kicked into overdrive. He was so close I could smell him… rum and spice, unnervingly calm, like this was just another task on his to-do list.
Then finally my brain clicked. Everything came back in place.
He was the stranger that bought me.
And the weirdo was just watching me in my sleep. I didn’t hesitate, my body moved on its own,
